Thinking about the future, at this moment, a sweet voice came.
"Husband!"
Wearing a black dress, the Qinglian Taoist Lord appears like a witch.
He kept getting closer and sat on him, as if he was a little bird.
"Husband, do you like me, or do you like her?" Taojun Qinglian asked again, there was charm in his words, like melodious music.
Listening to the soft voice, Lu Xuanji thought of the fierce battle on the bed, left and right, and the fighting continued.
That soft picture and charming body are endlessly memorable.
"By the way, are you okay?"
Lu Xuanji asked.
"I want more!"
True Lord Qinglian said, somewhat emotionally.
"This is not suitable, this is an office!"
"It's very nice here. You men will soon like the atmosphere!"
"Witch, don't slander me!"
"No, that's who you are!"
The war broke out again, but the battlefield was constantly changing, moving from one place to another.
The formations in the main hall are operating, and it is difficult for outsiders to see everything here.
After a long time, the war ended.
The two cleaned up everything and returned to their sanctimonious appearance.
"You guys, just stay separated like this!" Lu Xuanji asked.
"It's okay to separate like this!" Qinglian Zhenjun said: "The two-dimensional disillusionment body is basically divided into two parts, one carries evil thoughts, one carries good thoughts, one carries reason and one carries emotions. In theory, the more The higher the level of fusion, the greater the benefits!"
"But since Qinglian is only at the seventh level, at most, we will be fused together when we reach the peak of Xuzhou Refining."
"It's just that with my qualifications, there is still some hope for transforming into a god, but there is not much hope for refining the void!"
Thinking about certain problems in the future, Qinglian Daojun just felt a headache, so he simply didn't think about it.
"Have you reached the tenth level of the Golden Core?"
Qinglian Zhenjun asked
"Don't say it!"
Lu Xuanji said with a smile.
"Don't say it!" Qinglian Zhenjun thought: "Did you go one step further?"
One step further is the eleventh turn of the golden elixir.
But does that realm exist?
She had never heard of a genius reaching the eleventh level of the Golden Core. She had never heard of it.
"Don't say it!"
Lu Xuanji said: "In this world, there are causes and effects. Similarly, for certain things, just think about it in your head, but never say it out. Because the moment you say it, it will be known by some sense of existence. , eavesdropped.”
True Lord Qinglian nodded and said, "I understand!"
In the universe, some things involve taboos. It is best not to ask, not to say, and not to inquire.
"How long did it take for you to enter the Nascent Soul?"
Qinglian Zhenjun asked.
"It will take another hundred years!" Lu Xuanji said.
"A hundred years is a long time!"
True Lord Qinglian said: "A hundred years from now, you will be seven hundred years old!"
"A seven-hundred-year-old Nascent Soul, is he old? Not at all!" Lu Xuanji said with a faint smile, "My path of cultivation is not about speed, but stability!"
True Lord Qinglian was speechless, he was indeed stable enough.
In the past, some monks became powerful when they were five hundred years old, and became immortals when they were a thousand years old.
This is the youngest person in history to become an immortal.
There are also some geniuses who are very fast in the 100-year-old golden elixir and the 200-year-old Nascent Soul.
But Lu Xuanji was in his fifties to build the foundation, a hundred and ninety-year-old Zifu, a four-hundred-and-thirty-year-old golden elixir, and a seven-hundred-year-old Nascent Soul. This speed is not considered fast, but rather slow, but it is better than steady. .
Step by step, I have reached this point without too many ups and downs.
The two were intimate again, and after being close for a long time, they separated.
True Lord Qinglian will also go into seclusion.
…
After another moment of searching, Ye Wanyi was in retreat, solidifying her foundation.
Ning Xue is also in retreat, sorting out her harvest.
Everyone is very busy.
On the contrary, Lu Xuanji seemed a little bored.
At his level, seclusion is useless. He only needs to wait a hundred years for the golden elixir to mature and transform into the Nascent Soul.
Then. Welcome the three tribulations of Nascent Soul.
Somewhat bored, Lu Xuanji left Ziyang Mountain and returned to the Lu family.
After experiencing the beast tide, the Lu family suffered a lot of losses, but it was not hurt at all.
When it comes to the Lu family, the monks of the Lu family are rebuilding, repairing the damaged formations, sorting out the damaged spiritual fields, and cleaning up the collapsed mountains and bumpy ground during the war. The whole Lu family is busy and full of vitality.
"Meet the clan leader!"
"The patriarch is back!"
"Clan leader, I am undergoing a major repair of the Golden Pill. There is hope for the Nascent Soul in the future. I don't know if I can become a Golden Pill!"
"That's a golden elixir, it can live for thousands of years!"
"The patriarch is still young, with black hair like ink and white clothes like snow. He looks like an immortal, but I am old!"
When everyone saw the clan leader returning, they stopped what they were doing and went to pay their respects.
The work is endless, but the patriarch is extremely rare.
Many young monks stepped forward and looked at the patriarch eagerly, as if they were looking at a living myth or a living totem.
It has been almost two thousand years since the birth of the Lu family. The ancestor of the Lu family relied on the cultivation of the second floor of the foundation to open up the Lu family;
Later, another Zifu Daxiu was born and became the Zifu family;
There were constant ups and downs in the middle, with several disasters and arduous rebuilding.
A total of three powerful men from the Zifu were born in the Lu family. They were considered local tyrants in Qingshui County, but they were ordinary in the land of Chu.
But it was not until the birth of Lu Xuanji, the head of the Lu family, that the Lu family entered the take-off stage, leading the Lu family to break through class restrictions and enter the Jindan family.
Now, the Lu family has three Jindan monks, more than 200 Zifu monks, tens of thousands of foundation-building monks, and even more Qi-refining monks than can be counted. The road ahead of the Lu family is unprecedentedly prosperous.
With the prosperity of the Lu family, resources have increased, and the difficulty of breaking through cultivation levels has also decreased.
It is easy to rely on the big tree to enjoy the shade. Because of the big tree of the Lu family, many monks have been protected and have a bright future.
"Hello, everyone!"
Lu Xuanji also stopped and said hello.
Many monks came forward to pay their respects, and some junior monks even knelt on the ground and directly called their ancestors.
After kneeling down several times in succession, these juniors stood up.
Lu Xuanji wanted to go up and say hello, but found that many of the faces were unfamiliar, and most of the monks could not recognize them.
Time makes people grow older. Under the baptism of time, many familiar faces have passed away or died in disasters. With the replacement of new generations, there are fewer and fewer familiar people.
On the road to immortality, only a few people will live forever.
After saying hello and talking some useless nonsense, Lu Xuanji said goodbye to everyone for a long time.
Arriving at the main hall, I saw the great elder.
"How are you doing lately?"
The great elder asked.
"Not bad!" Lu Xuanji said: "We are only one step away from Nascent Soul! Great Elder, you have to work hard!"
"I will work hard!" the great elder said: "I have a life span of two thousand years. If I can't become a Nascent Soul cultivator, wouldn't I be a waste?"
